Aspen is home of many amazing athletes, and many of those folks also are as my wife used to say about new sales people (young dumb and full of come)----hey that is come like tree sap, if it was the other kind of cum I would have spelled it correctly.
Anyhow we had a pretty solid dump Thursday and by 11 am Friday there wasn't a clean line to be had on Ajax, Buttermilk or Highlands. I can't speak to Snowmass because .......well it' Snowmass.
So next thing ya know peeps are heading into the backcountry --check out these sweet lines (bonus points if you know the zone) BUT then I saw them all hanging out together eating food and yucking it up much closer than 6 feet away. Bad dirtbags. Bad.
Anyhow the day before the wife was x-country skiing in northstar and low and behold a number of Aspenites were out on their SUPs. I always have a bit of cognitive dissonance when I am on skis and someone 100 yards away is on their SUP.
Goodnews Aspen is staying active and strong. Bad news--sometimes folks are just a wee bit too close to each other (which is kinda ironic because we have sooooooo much space to play in).
Stay safe---thinking about going sledding with daughter around lift 1a (not A1 as some of our visitors called it. That side of town is not named after a steak sauce.
Tomorrow I plan to get her on a balance ball stick handling and see how much she has really recovered (if she fights me a lot I'll know she is 100% healthy).
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